Fortunately, the awkwardness didn't last long. The oatmeal was always simmering in the kitchen of the restaurant, so the two didn't have to wait long before the food was packed and ready to be collected.

Felix hurriedly reached out to receive the takeaway. Having been Alexander's secretary for many years, handling all those minor details was already second nature to him.

However, before his fingertips could touch the bag, Alexander had already raised his hand to grab it.

Looking at Felix's outstretched arm, Alexander frowned slightly.

Felix had never felt so embarrassed in his more than thirty years of living. “I'm sorry, Mr. Xenos.”

At that point, Alexander's attention was no longer on Felix. He was looking at an old man passing by the window. The old man had a basket of flowers in his hand.

Shifting his gaze following Alexander's line of vision, Felix saw an old man and felt a little curious.

Still, after what had happened earlier, he didn't dare to utter another word.

Alexander took the oatmeal and went out. After a momentary daze, Felix regained his senses and hurriedly gave chase.

As soon as he stepped out of the restaurant, Felix saw Alexander had already approached the old man.

Felix watched in astonishment as Alexander handed some money to the old man and took the basket of fresh flowers from the latter. When did my boss become so charitable?

Felix was shocked to his core. While he was lost in thought, Alexander had retraced his steps. When he saw Felix standing there, he called out, “Mr. Lane?”

Hearing Alexander's words, Felix came back to his senses. He found the image of Alexander holding a bag of takeaway oatmeal in his left hand and a basket of flowers in his right hand. In the end, he couldn't help but ask, “Mr. Xenos, why did you buy the flowers?”

“My wife likes flowers.”

The old man's basket was filled with hydrangeas, and Alexander knew Sophia liked them. They had planted a bush at their mansion, but it had just been planted and hadn't grown yet.

Having endured another public display of affection, Felix felt envious and emotional. Who would've thought that Alexander, who two years ago had disdained Ms. Yarrow to his core, now can't stop talking about her? Tsk tsk tsk. There is indeed a bane for everything in this world.

Alexander returned to the car, and the vehicle gradually drove away.

Twenty minutes later, the car came to a halt before the mansion.

While Alexander was walking up to the second floor of the mansion, Sophia was talking on the phone with Katherine. Sophia couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of the items he was carrying. “Where did that flower come from?”

On the other end of the line, Katherine was baffled after hearing that. “What flower? I didn't mention anything about a flower.”

Sophia snorted. “Alexander is back. I'm hanging up now. I'll talk to you later.”

She ended the call as she spoke and strode up to Alexander.

He handed the basket of flowers to her. “I bought it on the way.”

She laughed quietly. “Did you deliberately ask the driver to stop the car so you can buy the flowers?”

Fortunately, they owned the car and employed the driver. Otherwise, others might think Alexander was toying with them.

He shook his head. “No. I saw it when I was purchasing oatmeal.”

Only then did Sophia notice the bag of oatmeal in his hand. “Why did you suddenly buy oatmeal? You haven't had your dinner yet?”

Alexander put down the flower basket and caressed her. “I was afraid you might be hungry.”

Sophia was stumped. She had frequently been feeling hungry at that hour recently.

Perhaps it was because of her pregnancy, having to carry a new life within her, so she easily got hungry around that time of night. Additionally, her appetite wasn't great, so her food intake was only about the same as usual.

He put down the oatmeal. “Do you want to eat now?”

Initially, Sophia didn't feel hungry before Alexander mentioned it. Now that he did, she realized she was indeed starving a little. “Yes.”

Alexander helped her open the packaging of the oatmeal. Sophia walked over, and when she lifted her hand to take the spoon, her hand brushed against his sleeve, which felt cold to touch.

Sophia arched her brow and reached out to grope his sleeve. “Why is it wet?”

He glanced downward nonchalantly before replying, “When I was exiting the private room, a waiter spilled some wine on me.”

Alexander didn't want to bring up Charlotte to add to Sophia's worry, and Sophia didn't probe further either.

She trusted him implicitly with regard to those matters. Besides, if Alexander had planned to cheat on her, he had plenty of opportunities to do so when he was abroad. Now that he had returned home and was about to become a father, Sophia believed Alexander would remain level-headed in his actions and decisions.

Moreover, Sophia also discovered that Alexander was very fastidious about certain things.

After gathering her thoughts, she lowered her head and chowed down the oatmeal.

Alexander had been handling all the cooking at home recently, and Sophia felt that she had been spoiled.

The oatmeal served before her wasn't bad, but it fell short compared to what Alexander prepared.

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